FemxFem Celebrity One Shots (3)

What happens in Vegas, never just stays

Requested by kekeiik_me. Their request is for Kendall(g!p) where she and the gang (boys) head to Vegas, and basically hire strippers and some asshole (probably Zayn) posts it, and when they get back, the ladies are mad at them, but don't know why and when they try to figure it out and when they do, Kendall is pissed. They all try to apologize, but the ladies won't have it, and when Kendall traps Y/n between her and a hard place (lmao pun) Y/n glares at her so she ignores her, but soon, someone (Kylie) starts to break. Hope this is what you want, enjoy!

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As the limo pulled into the house of the model, Kendall was happy to see her girlfriend again. Even though her and the guys were only gone for three days, it felt like three months for Kendall. The door opened from the outside, Kendall slowly sliding out and standing to her full height. Her legs ached from sitting on the plane from Vegas and the car ride, but she had fun, so sue tolerated it.

The driver pulled out their bags, lining them up as the men and Kendall gathered around. "Thank you David." The driver nodded, telling her no thanks was needed. He gave her a smile, then walked back to the limo and drove away.

"Ready to face the ladies boys?" Kendall asked, spotting her salmon colored bag and pulling it close.

"Us? You're the one that would probably be in the most trouble." Zayn muttered, not wanting to speak louder as they got closer tk the door.

"As long as you assholes didn't post anything, I'm fine. Besides, you, Mr. Malik, are mainly to blame. You got me that lap dance. You sent a dancer to my room. You paid for said dancer to fuck me. You are honestly a terrible friend."

"But she was hot.. right?"

"Oh, she was, but you're still a terrible friend." She rolled her eyes, opening the door and stepping inside. They should've known something was wrong when their ladies weren't waiting for them, or running for them when they called out. They also weren't in the living room, like they usually are, but were in the pool area.

"Oh, they're back ladies." Y/n muttered before dunking under the water, and swimming to the other end. The men went to their ladies, leaning in for kisses, but all were denied and were made to kiss their cheeks instead. And when Y/n walked out of the pool, she walked right by Kendall, not even stopping to smile at her.

The gentlemen and model looked at each other, trying to figure out what happened. "Zayn, please tell me you didn't post anything. Because the only reason they're acting like that is because you posted something." Zayn quickly pulled out his phone and turned it on. The seconds it took for it to turn on, was excruciating for Kendall. She heard his phone beep over and over, the singer's eyes widening as he stared at his phone.

"So, maybe I did do something.." Kendall let out a groan, and then a glare as she stared at Zayn.

"I told you no fucken phones you asshole. There was a reason I put that rule in place."

"And please tell me that reason..." Kendall froze at the voice, but quickly un-froze and turned around.

"It wasn't like that. It was so no one could steal them and post our private lives out."

"Your private life is already out there for everyone to see baby girl." Y/n rolled her eyes, spinning on her heel and walked away. Kendall let out a sigh, before pushing Zayn into the pool, causing him to let out a squeak. He broke the surface, sputtering out water and gasping for air.

"Kendall!" The model gave him a smirk before walking away, leaving the singer to get out of the pool himself.

Kendall walked towards the living room, the ladies in the room giving her a disappointing look, but she ignored them and went to the kitchen where her girlfriend was. Y/n was making herself a sandwich, and Kendall stood by the door watching her. "I can feel you staring."

"Good." She mutters, walking deeper inside the kitchen. "I'm sorry."

"The lady literally put on Instagram that she fucken Kendall Jenner. How are you gonna just say sorry for cheating on me?"

"I never cheated. I swear to God, we never had sex. Zayn did hire her to fuck me, but I didn't. You are my girlfriend, Y/n the love of my life and the one I want to be with. You are it for me. I would never be that stupid to cheat on you. And have we, or have we not always been truthful to each other?"

"We have..."

"Okay, so would I not tell you if I did something as revolting as that?" Y/n raised up her eyebrow when she heard Kendall use that word, but sighed.

"But you still got a lapdance from her. She danced for you, I saw the video and you - while I understand - got a boner from it. And that made me feel like shit Kenny.." Kendall wrapped her arms around her girlfriend's waist, effortlessly lifting her up and setting her on the counter.

"And I'm sorry. You know Ken," Y/n scoffs at the name of Kendall's dick, "has a mind of it's own. But you know I'm yours Y/n. I'm sorry Zayn is an asshole-"

Y/n sends her a glare that shuts her up. "Are you just gonna blame him, 'cause it was your fault too!" Y/n pushes Kendall away, as she hops down from the counter, stalking out of the kitchen, leaving a pouting Kendall.

"Zayn, you are so fucken dead."

Kendall finishes making Y/n's sandwich, then takes it to her, the fellas finally making their way from the pool room to the living room.

Travis walked towards Kylie, sending her a smile that she couldn't help return and leans down to kiss her, but before their lips touch, Kylie turns her head and the kiss lands on her cheek.

"Baby..." he whines and Kylie shakes her head. The men and Kendall sit down, trying not to feel bad that their lovers are ignoring them. But it doesn't take long before Kylie starts to crack. Giggling against her boyfriend's side and gently kissing his cheek.

"Kylie." The girl pouts as Y/n gives her a frown.

"But it's hard...." she whines, Y/n rolling her eyes and letting out a huff.

"You cave too easily."

"You know you wanna kiss your girlfriend too." Y/n huffs and rolls her eyes.

"Yes, but I won't." Y/n sticks her tongue out, causing the girl to laugh.

"Does that mean I can kiss Zayn now?" Gigi asks, but Y/n glares at the singer.

"No, because he hired the woman for Kendall. Beat his ass for me." Gigi narrowed her eyes at her boyfriend, smacking the back of his head for Y/n.

"What happens in Vegas, never stays in Vegas..." Kendall mutters, sending a glare at the singer.